I'M Tired

Every morning we start to run
We feel tired of course, but son
No way to stop, Why? Others will pass us
So we run; run and run and run
From morning till night, every day
Is this a never-ending game by the way?




30/8/2021
Bite size poem no.19 contest
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Kendrick Avatar
September 3, 2021 at 6:07 AM
Life should not have to be like that. Have we set ourselves up to live in a race? Enjoyed reading your contest entry. Way to go. Reads like a good contender to me. Sara
Gurugoda Avatar
September 3, 2021 at 6:45 AM
Yeah, but it's the nature of this world as I think. Anyway, thank you very much for your comment Sara.
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